| Song | Remember to Forget |
| Artist | Tiles |
| Album | Window Dressing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Dignity in hand | |
| Trapped inside a vacuum | |
| Hostage in wonderland | |
| I try to run slipping and sliding | |
| Stumbling blindly off the cliff | |
| What if - adrift - I can't get back? | |
| Numb I can't understand what's been done | |
| By the other hand | |
| This is now it's not the same | |
| The anguish calls to stake its claim | |
| Sharp in relief time creeps on by | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Clinging to regret | |
| I struggle to resist | |
| Scars that won't forgive | |
| Can't I remember to forget? | |
| Paranoia building a wall | |
| Naïve misconceptions | |
| Feeding a future I cannot recall | |
| Chaos as I think and feel | |
| Groping blind for the truths that I conceal | |
| All alone upon my throne | |
| Intentions fail to lift the stone | |
| Wear the badge of resentment proud | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Safe and secure of some things | |
| I could be assured | |
| Walk the slippery slope of the past | |
| I choose to dress up my burden | |
| Call it salvation as it drags me down | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Shackles rust as I release the past | |
| Free from bitterness | |
| Without looking back I can remember to forget |
| Dignity in hand | |
| Trapped inside a vacuum | |
| Hostage in wonderland | |
| I try to run slipping and sliding | |
| Stumbling blindly off the cliff | |
| What if adrift I can' t get back? | |
| Numb I can' t understand what' s been done | |
| By the other hand | |
| This is now it' s not the same | |
| The anguish calls to stake its claim | |
| Sharp in relief time creeps on by | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Clinging to regret | |
| I struggle to resist | |
| Scars that won' t forgive | |
| Can' t I remember to forget? | |
| Paranoia building a wall | |
| Na ve misconceptions | |
| Feeding a future I cannot recall | |
| Chaos as I think and feel | |
| Groping blind for the truths that I conceal | |
| All alone upon my throne | |
| Intentions fail to lift the stone | |
| Wear the badge of resentment proud | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Safe and secure of some things | |
| I could be assured | |
| Walk the slippery slope of the past | |
| I choose to dress up my burden | |
| Call it salvation as it drags me down | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Shackles rust as I release the past | |
| Free from bitterness | |
| Without looking back I can remember to forget |
| Dignity in hand | |
| Trapped inside a vacuum | |
| Hostage in wonderland | |
| I try to run slipping and sliding | |
| Stumbling blindly off the cliff | |
| What if adrift I can' t get back? | |
| Numb I can' t understand what' s been done | |
| By the other hand | |
| This is now it' s not the same | |
| The anguish calls to stake its claim | |
| Sharp in relief time creeps on by | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Clinging to regret | |
| I struggle to resist | |
| Scars that won' t forgive | |
| Can' t I remember to forget? | |
| Paranoia building a wall | |
| Na ve misconceptions | |
| Feeding a future I cannot recall | |
| Chaos as I think and feel | |
| Groping blind for the truths that I conceal | |
| All alone upon my throne | |
| Intentions fail to lift the stone | |
| Wear the badge of resentment proud | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Safe and secure of some things | |
| I could be assured | |
| Walk the slippery slope of the past | |
| I choose to dress up my burden | |
| Call it salvation as it drags me down | |
| I try to make my peace | |
| With what is and what might be | |
| Home in another time | |
| Memories persist without rhyme | |
| Sounds trigger thoughts trigger pain | |
| Whispers of doubt still remain | |
| Shackles rust as I release the past | |
| Free from bitterness | |
| Without looking back I can remember to forget |